Searching searching Oh ooh oh (oh) Do you hear what I hear Can you see what I see Everybody's crying out And yet we have no unity My friends always ask me Mary? tell me why do you weep 'Cause I'm trying to get over

Can't believe what I was hearing I don't think I'll spare your feelings You're on your own I'm a do for me what's right Telling me to have a nice life I hope you're thinking

Mr sinister, Mr sinister, Mr sinister You got your hands to raise your fist See the laughter from its raise Can you resist me little sister Can you resist the devil's raise And whatever God may tell you Every soul would have its praise One day you'll

Keep on lookin', keep lookin' on but you’re lookin' as Used to tell me I’m going down, I’m all that they want now Used to tell me I’m going down I’m all that they want now Keep on lookin', boy what I got baby you can’t have Heads turnin' as soon as a I

La, la, la, la-la, la, la, la Love me, hate me Are begging to if you seek Amy All of the boys and all of the girls But can't you see what I see? Say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls Tell me have you seen her, cause I'm so

What's the name of the game So I wanna know Does it mean anything to you Can you feel it the way I do Tell me please 'cause I have to know I'm a bashful child Beginning to grow And you make me talk

On a slow night True beautiful one What have you gone and done I can see all your moves are new Tell me what did that salesman do to you That catalog replaced The fine mind behind your face No human trio can compete When that three way mirror meets your

Ah, ah, arms It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you? I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you Senorita, I feel for you You deal with things, that you don't have to He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm But

And then love me there Love me in whatever way Where you lead me I will go Tell me when I have to go (I can't give up, not now, not then) Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Guess the thorns are on and the bloom I always fear This is a lonely

Don't know quite what to say, haven't seen you in seven ages Can you tell that it's me, or is my picture on torn out pages? And you think it's real, but it's just another future deal And you know you're right, 'cause you've waited for it all night Then